Utdrag ur boken:
He's seen me looking at a man. In the pub, we're just back from the pub, just in the door.
- I didn't look at anyone, Charlo
His open hand. The sting and the shock, the noise, the smack. He's too fast.
- Say that again.
You never get used to it. Predicting it soesn't matter. Nothing I can do, he has complete control. It's always fresh,always dreadful.
Always a brand new pain.
The skin soesn't get any harder.
Stay out of the corners, I have to make sure that I don't get caught.
Buzzing. Things swim and dive. My husband is beating me. A horriblle fact. A stranger. Everything collapses.